Christy Moore The Auld Triangle
A hungry feeling came o` er me stealing
and the mice were sqealing in my prison cell
And the auld triangle went jingle jangle along the
banks of the Royal Canal
To start the morning the screw was bawling get up ye
bowsie and clean up your cell
And the auld triangle went jingle jangle along the
banks of the Royal Canal
The screw was peeping Skinner Mac was sleeping and he
was dreaming of his girl Sal
And the auld triangle went jingle jangle along the
banks of the Royal Canal
The moon was shining the sun declining Skinner Mac was
pining in his prison cell
And the auld triangle went jingle jangle along the
banks of the Royal Canal.
In the female prison there lie seventy women and it´s
in there with them that I´d like to dwell
And the auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
And the auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
